𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧.

Chapter Eleven.

            The next day came around and Sanguk was so excited about the day. He was going to spend the days with his favorite girl, with no distractions and no one else to invade them, because he was going to make sure that they wouldn't. He picked out two places that he knows that they both will feel comfortable going to and there won't be people there that would make them feel unwanted. He has gone around to different places for a week straight, figuring out the perfect places that would welcome them both. A lot of the places either threw him out or beckoned him to come in.

Sanguk waited outside of the gate of Mariposa's home, he usually waited in her house, but Mariposa insisted on Sanguk to stay outside because she would not let Sanguk come in the house since her father disrespected him. It didn't feel right to her at all and she didn't want her father to say more hurtful things to him.

Arms wrapped around her waist, Sanguk jumps slightly and he sees Mariposa looking up at him with a big smile on her face as she holds onto his waist. Sanguk chuckles, he turns around to face her, and he kisses her head. "Posa, good morning," Sanguk chimed and Mariposa kisses his cheek. "Good morning," she smiles, and Sanguk wraps his arms around her. She wore an orange blouse that tied up in the front with some jean shorts that outlined more in the backside and fitted snugly. Sanguk has never seen Posa show so much skin before. She always wore long sleeves, dresses that were an appropriate length but never anything that was too flashy.

It was getting hot, so she was bound to wear fewer and fewer clothes.

"You look... far out," Sanguk mumbled out.

Mariposa honestly was scared to wear what she was wearing. It was difficult for her to wear tight-fitting clothes because then there's more attention drawn to her and she didn't want to get harassed or be followed around by some neighborhood guys. It happened when she was younger, she would wear simple shorts and a tank top and people were quick to say how fast she was, that she needed to cover up and her tank and shorts would give men bad thoughts. Her mother always dismissed those things and tried to assure Mariposa that it will never be her fault and she can wear what she pleased but Mariposa was too traumatized. Ever since she just didn't bother anymore.

But, today she decided to get out of her comfort zone and so far she felt a little uneasy.

Mariposa nods and her eyes trail to Sanguk who is dressed for the weather as well. He wore a blue short sleeved button up, the buttons were halfway done, showing some of his chest and he wore some light blue jeans and his converse. Mariposa skimmed her fingers at his exposed chest making Sanguk jerk back slightly with a laugh. "Look at you, today you're going for the sexy look," Mariposa teased and Sanguk's eyes widened, he let out a small gasp. "S-Sexy?" He repeated and Mariposa giggled, she put her hand on her hip.

Sanguk's eyes lingered on her toned body. He forgot she played sports for a while, everything was outlined including her hips to her calves. She watched him stare and his lips parted, he exhaled and he ran his hands through his hair. He pats his cheek and he clears his throat. "Sorry," he mumbled and Mariposa started walking, wondering what he was thinking.

Sanguk licks his lips and he sees the definition of her back and she turns around, walking backward. Her tie-up top was intact but she wore no bra, a lot of women didn't but the way her chest moved as she walked. Sanguk felt even more frustrated, he didn't like thinking about Mariposa this way. She was like this untouchable princess that deserves to have pure thoughts and sweet stares. No lust, just admiration. But, she was both very heavenly but had him hungry like a starved animal, drool and all. "You are sexy... I'm only cute," Sanguk tells her as he follows her.

"You.... Cute?" Mariposa chuckled.

Sanguk's eyebrows lowered, he crossed his arms. "S-So I'm... I'm not cute?" He remarked.